Distance - Monumentum

SLICES

SLICES OF MY LIMBS

FALLING

OVER YOUR BEST COLLECTION OF FEELINGS

THEY ARE STARING AND SMILING

AS FROM A PHOTOBOOK

WHERE ALL YOUR BELOVED ONES

DANCE NAKED

STRIPPED OF EVERY SHAME

AND EVERY FEAR OF EVERY DAY

AND THEY ARE DANCING

DANCING AROUND

LOOSING HAIRS

AS TIME GOES BY

LEAVES ARE RAINING

ON THE CORPSES OF THE CHOSEN ONES

WHILE MAGMA AND SNOW ARE DEVOURING

ANY CERTAINTY LEFT FOR US

SLOWLY TURNING PALE

IN YOUR EMBRACE